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@deathrise
Robert Pattinson’s mugshots for ‘Good Time’ (2017)
I’m gonna give you anything you want.
Taxi Driver (1976) dir: Martin Scorsese
sacrillege.
She’ll try and keep from grinning, though it’s hard when he gives in with such ease. “mhmm right,” Digits pluck the lighter from his grasp, letting him hold the pipe as she lights it & takes a puff, smoke escaping as she laughs. “—as if I don’t have the pleasure of being in it every other.” The hound can barely remember the last time they spent a full day apart. Even nights spent on her own somehow she always manages to end up back at his front door.
“your car –the nice one.”
gasp ─ “ lenore. ”
he whines, coughing smoke into his elbow due to the shock, the audacity ─ shoulders drop to a sulk and puppy dog eyes have gone on full display!
“ betsy ? ” she knew where to hit ‘em to make it hurt.. his precious bugatti la voiture noire, a luxurious car worth its weight in gold and the first thing he bought himself once he’d made it amongst the ranks, black and shiny on the outside with a cherry leather interior, she never lost that new car smell.
even high off his rocker ghost knows well enough than to counteroffer, though for a second he thinks about just doing the job his dang self ! but it was a lot of work.. and its not like he’d mind watchin’ her suffer just a lil.
─ “ an fer how long ? ”
this time its ghost slumpin’ into her, long arms tangling themselves around her waist as he digs his head into her chest ( nice ), “lik’.. a week ?”
whoever said what doesn't kill you makes you stronger left out the part where it also leaves you with more anger and pain and confusion than you know what to do with
pound puppy.
She can’t help but scrunch her nose as he comes by, the scent of blood & flesh hitting her like a train. “jeez ! people are gonna start starin’ unless you store that shit properly.” Hand stays holding her nose, stomach growling in opposition ( she can’t remember the last time she ate ). Eyes roll, the hound won’t even pretend to act impressed. “woww. —-don’t tell me its in there too.” A finger pointed at his bag.
“ if they stare i’ll just add ‘em to the bunch, ” somethin’ like joy drips from his tone even through his inability to feel it, zayvin shrugs his shoulder bringing the strap of the back up for better security ─ in one of his hands he holds one of the stolen controllers, the tip of a dirtied bloody fingernail twirling with the joystick.. the hungry call of the hounds stomach isn’t lost on the demon either, it rings in his ears like the overly sweet call of opportunity, “what, don’t chu wanna play with me ? i’ll even share my snacks.” he says in his friendliest falsetto.
Robert Pattinson photographed by Danielle Levitt
☠️ how do you expect me to talk about my
𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨 when they’re sitting on my lungs? ☠️
“ oh hey doll ~ ” he looks a mess, dirt on his face with the smell of death so strong it looks like stink lines are comin’ off his head .. he’d been busy keeping his energies up, but now he’s got a backpack slung on his shoulder full of human treats to live off of, with all this free time it was only right he visit his favorite pound puppy ─ “ guess who stole a playstation and two controllers ? ” @sacrillege
sacrillege.
Chin sitting on his shoulder, she bites down on her inner cheek unimpressed by his offer. “–that’s what you said last time.” Volunteering for clean up crew was the last thing she wanted to do, already stuck doing it enough with M on her ass the last few nights. She’ll move her arm to wrap around his torso, letting out a dramatic sigh. “you’re gonna need to offer up somethin’ more convincing than that.”
ghosts forehead moves to nuzzle against lenore’s own, giving her a lil smooch to her bedhead, “ yeh, bit i really mean it this time. ” done packin’ each an individual pipe, a free hand moves to press the end of one to lenore’s lip, other arm coming to rest across her shoulders; lighter held tightly between his knuckles ─ “ bein’ in me company fur th' night ain’t enough ? ” of course not, he knew it wasn’t going to be that easy, “ whatcha want ? ”
you can be a good, considerate person and it won’t necessarily mean being quiet and obedient whenever that’s expected of you. sometimes you’ll find yourself in a situation where you have to speak up to be taken seriously, or a situation where you have to be nasty and rude in order to get someone to get their hands off of you or leave you alone or respect you / your body. you’re allowed to use your voice to protect yourself and you’re allowed to get mad.
“ if ah knew ye weren’t gonnae help ah woulda left ye in the car a’ weekend. ” he’s only half jokin’ ─ a grunt as he drops the heavy bags he’d been carrying and sets them down ‘pon the grass before sittin’ his ass down on the rotting trunk of a fallen tree .. they’d finally made it to their campsite, and while they still had a fire to start and a tent to pitch up, ghost was more than ready to begin their summer camp activities / from his backpack he pulls a ziplock bag halfway full of shrooms, as well as a few chocolate bars ( to help with the shrooms awful taste ), “ ye wanna twix ta go with it, or a hershey ? ” he ain’t waiting tho, and has already begun to shove one of the mushrooms into his mouth. @nitebit
“ it’ll be fun, ” he mumbles, trying to sound convincing as he goes messin’ with the pipe in his hands ─ fingers pinching and pressing together the loose mix of powders he has guarded in a small plastic bag beside himself / just a lil somethin’ to lift the spirits .. and hopefully convince the hound in helping out with his endeavors, “ gon’ be loads ah deid bodies ta pick pocket an’ uh, munch on. ” @sacrillege.